The past few days we have been waiting for the snow.
As I scan various blogs, reporting a whole host of weathers and seasons, (summer in Australia, winter sun in Miami) I keep wishing that our Scottish weather would make up it's mind. So far we've been offered a light Gingerbread house dusting of icing sugar frost. Freezing frost. Nip your toes cold frost.
Last year we were snowed in. Days spent together behind our red door in our tiny flat. Cabin fever setting in.
For now we wait with cookies and keep ourselves warm by huddling together, waiting for snow.
